...ives might be saved, he replied: If I must die, I will let you all see that I can die like a man. Folding his arms across his breast, that hero, far away from his loved ones, lay under that tree in Yerby 's yard, and without a murmur quietly awaited death. At 6:30 o'clock on the morning of the 12th, when the brigade was ordered to its position on the railroad, it passed the refugees streaming to i...